Courage is not simply one of the virtues,
Zavien was so consumed by the moment that he couldn't hear anything beyond Soh. Every whimper and moan sent shivers down his spine, pleasure moving like waves down every limb until he was flooded with the feel of it all. It was too much - not enough - too much. He couldn't focus, couldn't think beyond the next crash.
When Soh's orgasm hit, it was like a tsunami. She held him so tight that he gasped, everything hitting a peak that broke him immediately after, shattering into her with such force that his vision turned white as he tumbled helplessly over the edge with her. Her name came again, drawn out and exalting in the aftermath of what she'd done to him, the last of his breath going with it, leaving him panting and bracing through the lingering waves.
Once he could blink again, his eyes rose to Soh's flushed face, still dazed but no less adoring as their green depths landed on her. Without a thought or care for what little breath he had, Zavien leaned down and kissed her again. This time was soft, washed in the heat of the orgasms and the pleasure singing through their bodies. He didn't rush or take or overwhelm. It was a gentle, cherishing gesture, and as his lips pulled away, he placed his forehead against hers, letting his eyes drift closed in a moment of utter peace as he caught his breath.
When Soh's orgasm hit, it was like a tsunami. She held him so tight that he gasped, everything hitting a peak that broke him immediately after, shattering into her with such force that his vision turned white as he tumbled helplessly over the edge with her. Her name came again, drawn out and exalting in the aftermath of what she'd done to him, the last of his breath going with it, leaving him panting and bracing through the lingering waves.
Once he could blink again, his eyes rose to Soh's flushed face, still dazed but no less adoring as their green depths landed on her. Without a thought or care for what little breath he had, Zavien leaned down and kissed her again. This time was soft, washed in the heat of the orgasms and the pleasure singing through their bodies. He didn't rush or take or overwhelm. It was a gentle, cherishing gesture, and as his lips pulled away, he placed his forehead against hers, letting his eyes drift closed in a moment of utter peace as he caught his breath.
Zavien
but the form of every virtue at the testing point.
